I love it when she helps me with the laundry.
I love it that she humps up her back like an inchworm when she whines for food.
I love that she can go from insane running around to deepest sleep on my lap in less than one minute. Usually just when I have to get up to pee.
I love that she rests her head on my arm when I am trying to type.
I love that she purrs and talks back when she is getting into trouble.
I love it that she gets my attention at the computer by reaching up her paw so I can kiss it.
I love that under the covers she presses her freezing cold feet against my legs to get them warm again.
I love it when she moans in annoyance when I kiss her when she is sleeping.
I love it that she is able to find the exact centre of the bed to sleep on so I have to find space of my own around her.
I love that she whines at the door when I go to the bathroom.
I love that she loves to be scared. I surprise her whenever I can.
I love that when I hit the snooze button in the morning she will lick my eyelids just to make sure I get up.
I love that I am her most favourite person in the universe and she looks at me with love and trust.
I love it when she waits patiently until I am finished to lick my yogurt bowl.
I love it that she runs meowing to the door when I get home.
I love that she tries to crawl under my shirt when it is chilly out.
I love it when she climbs over my book at night when I am trying to read to get extra lovin’.
I love her velvet paws.
I love that her breath smells like low tide. Ok, I don’t love that at all.
I love it when she runs around the house and her back-end slides out on the hardwood floors.
I love that she totally understands me when I talk to her.
I love it that she has the uncanniest sense of time and will notify me that her 6 pm dinnertime has arrived. Right…on…the…dot!
I love it that she is so cuddly and wants to be near me (better yet, ON me) constantly.
I love it when she escapes into the hallway, meowing with glee, drunk with freedom and then gets so scared she runs back inside again.
I love it when she puts her ears back so her head resembles a wedge.
I love her big nose.
I love that she loves to be squeezed and have her head crushed.
I love it that she loves me to pick the gunk out of her eyes.
I love her pointy little face.
I love that she lets me dress her up in Halloween costumes.